I can't tell you how much he means to me. Or the butterflies I get in my stomach when we softly pulls my hands up to his lips and gently kisses it. Or when he randomly says, "Cole, I love you!" I love the way he does things for me, just because he knows I like it. He puts lotion on my back and gives me a little massage almost everynight. I couldn't possibly be any luckier.
I love this, long-legged, big footed, cave-man looking, air-guitar playin', ugly singin', incredibly sweet, boy!
I loved you yesterday, I love you still.
I always have. I always will.
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